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“Good. You’re correct.” Nathan adjusts his grip on the cane. “So, you’ll take this cane 4 times. After each hit, you will tell me the rule you broke, and you will apologize. Is that understood?”
“Yes, sir,” the slave whispers, his shoulders hunching.
Nathan acknowledges the words with a flick of his wrist, the cane hitting the slave right below the cups of his ass cheeks. Panic slams into the slave, sending him scrambling away from Nathan. He grabs the slave by his ankle just as the slave wraps his arms around the bedpost. His men step forward to help, but Nathan shakes his head. He will handle this disobedient little brat himself.
“Let go,” he orders. “Let gonow.”
The slave gasps and shudders, but he obeys. He lets go.
Just let go, sweetheart. Let everything go. Give it all to me.
Nathan blinks.When did he say that?
Who… who did he say that too?
“Hit him again, boss!”
Nathan blinks. There is a boy on the bed in front of him. A boy he recognizes. Carter.
This is a boy named Carter.
Oh, Carter…
“Boss!”
“He has to apologize first,” Benny says from the left. “Apologize, slave.”
“I – I fo – forgot – no, I broke – broke rule – the bed rule. Four.”
Carter.
This isCarter.
Nathan knows him.
Nathan… very muchlikeshim…
His wrist flicks the cane on its own, most likely out of self-preservation.
Carter sobs out an apology.
Nathan bites his tongue until it bleeds. Iron soaks his taste buds; It tastes a lot like guilt and grief.
Nathan hits Carter a third time. The boy’s body gives out, deflating against the mattress. A sound rips its way out of him. Something anguished and awful. Then piss is soaking the sheets, running between his legs in rivulets, pooling in the dip of his thighs. Carter clings to the sheets with trembling hands and says his apology in a single breath, his voice growing more distant and cold the longer he speaks. “Broke rule four, got’ow bed ‘n I’m so – so sorry, sir. I’m really, really sorry, sir. Please. I’m sorry.”
“Did he just fucking piss?” Jason asks.
“He fucking did.”
“What the fuck, slave, that’s our property you just pissed all over!”
“We should fucking make you suck the sheets clean you filthy slut.”
“We should make you sleep in a fucking dog cage with these sheets since you can’t be bothered to enjoy your master’s bed.”
“We should-”
“We,” Nathan says quietly, his voice dangerous, his eyes narrowing. The room falls silent. “Are not who owns this slave. I am. And I think you’ve all gotten to see enough. Goodbye.”
